Aurora glanced up from her meditation. She had been sensing the growing darkness as the newly christened Darth Saaron progressed in his studies. She tried to quench her sorrow, but was unable to completely eradicate it. Now, though, she felt a shift in the Force, as the two Sith approached.

The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins---
but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is enough to hold it back.